Light Vampire

Sometimes I’d rather just be in this place

Where everything means nothing to me

Where everything is but a distant stifling memory

But in the dark I can feel, in the dark I can kill all of the false  that mutes me and makes me more ill

No false pretences , no more pills

My over empathy kills only me, for everyone else it seems to cure all their woes

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